"What do you mean?" Elara asked, her voice tinged with playful defiance as she sank into the couch nearest the open door.
She crossed her legs, tossing her hair back, "Realistically, I'm the better-looking one, aren't I?" she continued, a smirk curling at the edges of her lips.
She adjusted her bandana—a stylish accessory with intricate, swirling patterns that added an edgy flair to her outfit.
She wore loose, baggy jeans that hung comfortably around her waist, paired with a simple yet elegant white top that complemented the bandana's elaborate design. Her entire look was an effortless blend of casual and chic, reflecting her carefree attitude.
Leonardo hesitated, caught off-guard by her sudden question. His gaze flicked from Elara to Anna, who stood beside the open door, arms folded as she leaned against the wall.
